Chapter 59 The Sorrow of the Empty Beast

The old man who arrived first glanced coldly at the young monk who arrived later.

"Sou Zhiyan, why didn't you appear until now? Have you also lost your cultivation? It seems that you didn't design this situation of fighting between the two mountains!"

The old man is worthy of being a Yuanying monk who has lived for hundreds of years. In a blink of an eye, he knew that the Spirit Beast Mountain and the Flying Sword School were actually victims.

Shao Zhiyan smiled bitterly and said, "Sword old, our spirit beast mountain is a beast control and exorcism. Have you ever seen us move mountains and fill the sea? We can't do this kind of thing, and even if we do it, we will not toss in our own mountain gate. You should know that the cave of our spirit beast mountain has been destroyed. When this catastrophe is over, It may take hundreds of years to recover.

"Well, recover your vitality, can you be sure that the Spirit Beast Mountain will definitely kill all the people of our Piaoling Sword School? Why don't we stay and rebuild the mountain gate?" Although the old man is not young, his tone bursts like a young man and shows no weakness.

Zhiyan was silent for a moment and said with a serious look, "Sword old, I mean, why don't we reconcile with the two factions? We will fight to the death here and only make those behind-the-scenes manipulations be proud."

"You... the owner of the spirit beast mountain known as the Longnan madman... actually want to make peace with me, hehe." The old man laughed. After a moment, he changed his words: "If there is no reconciliation, what special about this little beast is in addition to taming two of the nine real fires?"

"This little beast has been specially fed. It seems to have taken a large number of best root fire pills, and its number is no less than six!"

Piaoling Jianlao exclaimed, "The best root fire pills, even Yuanying monks like you and me don't often get them. Feed six to a warcraft. This is not small. Is it because its owner is also a Yuanying monk?"

The old Zhiyan shook his head: "No, there is a light of wisdom in the eyes of this little beast. It may have been used to control the beast and should maintain the same cultivation as its master, so its owner should be a practicing monk."

Shou Zhiyan did not tell the truth about Xiao Leng as a unicorn beast cub. In fact, he has recognized it. This small beast with a pure white body and a red abdomen is the legendary unicorn beast's cub. He doesn't know how precious this unicorn beast is, but he firmly remembers in his mind that there are very few unicorn beasts in the sect. In the introduction, the eye-catching comments of the five words: "No weaker than the holy beast!"

Warcraft, monsters, king beasts, imperial beasts, which are equivalent to monks in the Qi practice period, foundation-building period, Dan period, and Yuanying period. At the level of the imperial beast, it is already the existence of the divine dragon. It is estimated that there is only one in the whole country. At least the owner of the spiritual beast mountain has never seen the imperial beast recognized by all beasts now. . ( Kongming Beast is a defeated imperial beast, a retired imperial beast)

And the holy beast is equivalent to the divine monks among the monks. It is said that only those ancient beasts at the beginning of the founding of heaven and earth can become holy beasts. Anyway, Zhiyan has never seen it. Although the spirit beast mountain was founded by Zhiyan, many of the ancient books about warcraft he collected were written by thousands of people. Although Zhiyan is not 100% convinced that the Kirin beast is not weaker than the holy beast in the ancient books, he can be sure that this Kirin beast is definitely not an ordinary warcraft. If it is cultivated to the level of a king beast or even an imperial beast, it must be quite strong.

"Has it been controlled?" Piao Lingjian squinted and looked at the old Zhiyan: "Are you lying to me? Do you want me to give up so that I can swallow this little thing alone?"

Zhiyan sighed, "Hey, Mr. Jian, I'm telling you the truth, but I also know that you won't give up. Even if you can't get it, you won't let others get it. It seems that it's superfluous for me to start talking about reconciliation, because it's impossible for us to see such a strange beast in the mountain, so even if we two mountains The grudge can be resolved, and this strange beast can also make us fight to the death.

"Haha, it's so refreshing to speak. Why talk nonsense? Let's do it and see if your nine-section broken fairy whip can break my money sword!"

The copper money at the bottom of the old foot of the floating sword suddenly flew in front of him, and a golden sword light flew to the old man Zhiyan from the square air in the copper money.

Aar Zhiyan suddenly had an extra cone and a sharp cone in his hand, just like the thunderbolt beast shock that Luo Han once saw in Zhong Wucheng (a spiritual beast mountain monk who once helped the black water group to deal with Luo Han, and then was killed by Luo Han and saw the third volume of the beast tide crime). He hit the golden sword light with a raveter: "Sword old, nine sections broken The fairy whip is a sacred object of the spirit beast mountain. You can't use it casually. Let me pick you up with thunder shock.

The meaning of Su Zhiyan is obvious. You are not qualified for me to use the fairyland spiritual treasure, so let's make do with an ordinary magic weapon.

The flying sword old man was insulted and furious. A flying sword of different shapes flew out of the copper coin's eyes and cut it at the old man Zhiyan, but the old man Zhiyan did not panic. Although the thunder magic weapon in his hand was only a grate and a sharp cone, he could always smash the old sword in times of crisis, and there was no worry about his life.

In the battle between the two Yuanying monks, the land of more than ten miles was quickly lifted to the sky. Luo Han flowed into the cracks of the ground with magma, but he did not slip away, and the Kirin beast Xiao Leng was still imprisoned in the air.

............

Song Xingfeng's eyebrows are about to straighten a line. It's too evil.

Two more monsters rushed out of the bush on the right and rushed to their nine ghosts. If Song Xingfeng dealt with this kind of warcraft at ordinary times, it would certainly be effortless, but now he wants to maintain the integrity of the large array and can't leave his position. He can only rely on needle-shaped souls to attack them.

The needle-shaped soul that was originally intended to send changes the target and shoots at the rushing Warcraft. What makes Song Xingfeng depressed is that the soul of such a stupid thing as Warcraft is not strong and the reaction is slow. The needle-shaped soul cannot let them escape in pain, but will stimulate them to launch a more crazy charge until their consciousness is completely If you are destroyed, you will fall to the ground like paralysis.

The two monsters were completely smashed by a large number of needle-shaped souls. They can't tell the source of the severe pain. They can only run desperately and use crazy body movements to vent their unbearable pain before their consciousness is completely laxed.

The two-headed warcraft finally fell 15 meters away from Song Xingfeng and others. The two soulless warcraft bodies tripped over themselves, and then glided forward for a distance by inertia until they hit a thick "body wall".

The "corpse wall" composed of nearly 100 complete Warcraft corpses is circular around the nine ghosts and stabbing array. They all died because of the dissipation of their souls. There are no scars on their bodies, but there is no breath of life in their eyes, just like a realistic wax statue of warcraft.

Song Xingfeng was harassed by the endless suicide attacks of Warcraft for four days, including three times, but there was no change in the status quo. Every time he changed his position to rearrange the nine ghosts array, he had to sacrifice the life of a monk.

A strange smell floats out, just like the fishy smell that lingered around the body when he had a child. Although Song Xingfeng has been away from his childhood for hundreds of years, the past situation is still vivid.

"Damn stink, damn Warcraft!" Song Xingfeng looked at the two fallen monsters and complained impatiently in his heart. Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed in his mind: "Smelly, Warcraft, is it..."

Song Xingfeng's eyes fell on Song Chongman's bag, and the black stains on it became more and more dazzling in his eyes.

"Wow--!"

A sudden cry interrupted Song Xingfeng's thinking. He suddenly looked up and did not see the cry of any warcraft, but he suddenly saw a transparent film floating above his head. He was shocked and looked at the left and right sides. The transparent film was visible everywhere, covering the whole nine ghosts. In the middle.

"The so-called Kong, Ming and Beast Three Halls of Spirit Beast Mountain is actually the division of the three words Kong Ming Beast. The imperial beast that has existed since the Hengpan era is likely to be in the Spirit Beast Mountain."

An ancient legend about Spirit Beast Mountain suddenly exploded in Song Xingfeng's mind.